Life is a game.

One thing I've learnt, is that you should never write anything while listening to music.
Honestly, it's been proven that music changed the way your brain works, temporarily at least.
But, like an idjot, I'm doing it now, which is why I'm about to write what I'm writing.
So Thursday night, I was out with some friends, (oh and for reference, I'm currently listening to Dark Blue, from the Jack's Mannequin album, if you wanna get into the same mood as me) and I met someone.
We had the best night I've had in a long time. We left one place, went to another, danced, went and sat, talked, got along amazingly well, considering this person was from Germany and the language divide was clearly there.
Afterwards, we both crashed at my place, and the next morning we said goodbye. I didn't realise it at the time, but we didn't exchange numbers (I did give mine, but didn't get one in return because I feel I shouldn't pressure someone into giving details if they don't want to), we didn't give each other e-mail addresses, we didn't even have much of a talk.
I haven't had a message or anything yet, but I don't really mind. I said I'd be out Sunday night and said where I'd be, so if I get a call I'll be happy. If not, well I've had a great time and I can't ask for much more. Not to say that I don't want to meet again, I'd love nothing more.

Still, I wish I wasn't such a tool. Take a lesson from me, when exchanging numbers, no matter if it seems rude or not, get theirs too.

Jimzip :D